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I love, love, love the space I have in my bedroom that I've carved out as an office. Lots of fabric and paper and tools and supplies in that place. All my favorite things. What I don't like is that, because it's a pretty small space, the desk has to face the wall. Or rather, I have to face the wall when I sit at the desk.
Here's my solution: we hung a printer's tray, which I've had forever and am crazy about but never knew what to do with, above the desk. I filled it up with some functional bits and pieces, like stamps and buttons, and some decorative memorabilia. I love looking at it now because every little box has a story behind it.
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I laugh every time I see this Chinese fortune cookie slip. "The love of your life will appear in front of you suddenly!" it says. It makes me think of the time that D and I had first started dating, when he jumped out from behind a door with a quilt over his head to scare me. It worked. He had no idea how much I hate to be scared. He knows now. :)
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Snow White is for that blasted Halloween costume that I stayed up all night making.
The sheep is for my favorite quote from French literature, "Revenons a nos moutons." Which probably only means anything to me.
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I'm not planning on doing any work with those oil pastels any time soon, but it makes me happy to look at them.
(Yes, that's a stamp of my face in the corner. What, you don't have a face stamp?)
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The high-rise building tag and snowflake charms remind me of a recent and very special trip to Chicago.
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I mean, it's not ideal for one's work desk to face the wall, but I guess if you have to, you might as well put up something that makes you smile. But watch out, because it's easier for someone to jump out with a quilt over their head and scare you if your back is to them.